Don't take everything I write seriously in this one shot. I was just mad and wanted to rant a bit. I liked how it turned out though.
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Y/N'S POV
"I can't believe you choose pants instead of a dress who will give you all the men's attention," Virginia, my best friend said. I don't know why we were friends. We were on each side of the scale.
"Cause unlike you, I don't care. Half of these men are going to die in the war. And the rest is a bunch of elders, and people who want to have sex with you. So I think I will stick to pants as long as dresses are that uncomfortable and get me more attention than pants," I sigh as an explanation.
"Why are you always so negative. Look at all the handsome guys here," she points out like what I said about half of them dying was just a joke. Just as I was about to answer I walk in in a guy with dark hair. He had an uniform on him, hope he had lived his life to his fullest cause he was a dead man. Beside him stood a very small guy.
"Look where you're going asshole," I snap at him. I was not in the mood to this or to listen to more shit about men being handsome and out of this world.
"Is that how you treat a man that's going to serve your country? To defend it and you," he smirks only making me roll my eyes. I look fast over at Virginia who's starstruck by his looks.
"A guy that walk in in me yes. And congratulations with your death wish that will come true," I smirk at him.
"I'm fighting for my country at least. It's farther than you will ever get," he snark at me. His mood turned fast.
"Oh I'm sorry. Did I hurt your feelings with the truth? You know I could also have fought for this country if one, I were a man. Cause believe it or not it's hard getting recognized when your known as the weaker gender. Second, if this wasn't a country with absolutely revelations in dumb ideas. We should have done as Switzerland or Sweden and stayed out of it," I explain annoyed.
"We're fighting like a man. We're showing bravery," he says.
"I know. That's why we're losing. That's why people here die. Cause someone needed to show we were better than people. You know what, I will give you that. People with a bigger brain and less ego now sits in the rightful positions," I explain to him.
"Pearl Habor got attacked by Japan and Nazi German sunk ships with Americans on," the friend says. He was definitely that kind of guy that wants to join the army more than anything.
"It's more people who get killed by this war than those ships. If you want to argue about this then please be my guest. I don't have anything better to do than to help my brother," I sigh.
"Never have I ever seen two this big nerds fight about a war. I'm Virginia by the way and that's Y/N. I'm sorry, her temper is pretty short...all the time," Virginia explains giving me a stained look.
"I'm Steve and that's my best friend Bucky. He can be very short tempered to times," Steve says awkwardly.
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